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he's a company man, your right hand, 13 years and detectable ambition, a model of efficiency, far as you can knows every loophole, the art of fine print, massages the numbers 'til they every time you ask him for another vanishing act, he half-smiles as if to say:
whatever you want, whatever you want, whatever you want is fine by you want, whatever you want, whatever you want is fine by a real moment together but she understands: you're an important late don't know if you're coming home or she's alone she goes on curating your domestic she disappears in her is a dress wearing a face in the doorway, opening her arms out to you:
whatever you want, whatever you want, whatever you want is fine by you want, whatever you want, whatever you want is fine by one would dare to question you, oh one would dare to stand in the night she leaves the papers in a tiny pile: evidence for her in the night he takes the main accounts and pulls the files, detailing every am the last one you'd ever suspect of setting the fire, of setting the as you switch on your TV tomorrow morning, you'll hear me saying quietly:
whatever you want, whatever you want, whatever you want is fine by you want, whatever you want, whatever you want is fine by whatever you say, oh whatever you say:
I'll do what you ask me, I'll do what you ask whatever you say, oh whatever you do you know who's listening?
oh whatever you say, oh whatever you say,
you know it's over!
Send "Whatever You Want"
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